Funny Riddle Novels & Stories

“Okay, here’s one. Why did the scarecrow win an award?” Sean raised a brow. “Why?” “Because he was outstanding in his field!” she giggled uncontrollably. “Get it? Outstanding? In his field?” Sean opened his eyes and gave her a side glance. “You’re seriously laughing at your own joke?” “Why aren’t you laughing? That was clever! Ugh, tough crowd. Let me try another one.” She scrolled through her phone. “Alright, what do you call a cow with no legs?” Sean sighed but played along. “What?”

“You know, Ruby, we learned a joke yesterday. Want to hear it?” I nod eagerly, intrigued by the joke that has captured their attention. “Alright,” Ethan begins, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Why don’t grumpy people like corn on the cob?” Playing along, I pretend to ponder the question. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Why don’t they?” “Because they think it’s ‘a-maize-ing’ that anyone could be happy!” Ethan bursts into laughter, and soon, the infectious giggles spread throughout the room.

SCARLETT'S POV. I was completely right. The party was boring as hell, and from the looks of things we weren't even near done here. And then even worse, the annoying as fuck MC who thoughts his jokes were so funny but they were obviously not, had been wasting so much time on the third segment of the programme which was jokes and riddles, that I almost threw my shoe at him. If I heard one more uncle joke coming from his mouth, I could just do it right there, damning all the consequences.

"I'll ask you three riddles, and if you or any of your staff can answer all, I'll tell you the password." "Alright," Henry said, expecting it to be easy. "I live above a star but never burn. I have eleven neighbors, but they never turn. My initials are p, q, r, and sometimes s. What am I?" Everyone was silent, and Zoe started laughing. They turned to her, wondering what was funny. "I'm sorry, it's just that it's so easy that I expected y'all to chorus the answer!" Zoe said, trying to stop laughing. "Okay, smartypants, what's the answer?" Jack asked.

It was the. "Jungle Castle!!" They laugh at the thought of their silly answers. "Jungle jungle... pfft," Ryuu laughed. "Jungle bungle, hahaha, it sounds... not the same," Kianna admits. "Well, jungle puzzle and jungle castle... not bad. Still, it's not correct. How the hell is a jungle a castle, why not a puzzle? My memories are playing fun at me, aren't they?" With a smirk on Terrier's face, she looked as if she would kill a gorilla if she had a chance.

Then just what I was expecting, we all laughed. "What are you doing?! Come and help me!" Rillia was sure afraid. She was panicking! "Okay, okay I'll help you," I said as I helped her get out from the hole that she's stuck. It's probably one meter deep. She looked so freaking hilarious HAHAHA. Who would do this, LOL this is funny. "What happened to—HAHAHAHA—you?!" Amansinaya held her tummy, she couldn't help but roar with laughter. If you're here, you'll surely laugh as well.

he's speaking in that ridiculously goofy, high-pitched tone. I couldn't help but laugh a bit. It was absolutely silly, certainly, but you can get that sort of silly that's just funny when you're extremely bored, you know? Tray picked up another can and jumped into the act, drawing a wailing face beside Paul's stick man. The title of the article above read, "Crybaby." Man, Rick, who's normally pretty relaxed, just went and spray-painted a giant middle finger in the middle of everything. The guys just burst into laughter again, bumping into one another like they couldn't deal with how funny this was.

she says, covering her eyes, and I stand there confused. “You honestly thought we put mayonnaise in one?” Rook laughs, and now he’s laughing harder than before. Damn him, I actually thought one had mayonnaise in it. Rook is still laughing, wiping his eyes like this is the funniest thing he’s ever seen. I fold my arms, waiting for him to get it out of his system, but Harlow joins in, and now I’m the only one standing here not finding this hilarious. “You two done?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

Life’s so unfair, man. “What does a spoon matter when we’re literally stuck in the middle of the woods with invisible monsters, shady, bad men and whatever else creeps around here? Can you please, for once, use your brain and kick some sense in the gear?” He whisper-hisses, so red in the face, he reminds me of a tomato. “You could join a casting for vegetable commercials looking like this,” I remark and laugh at the brilliant joke my brain just reacted. Shit, am I not the funniest guy out there? Look at me - sense of humor, looks, body and an impressive spoon collection, I have it all, damn it. No wonder my little vixen couldn’t deny me.

Not even a little bit? I moved back away from him and when I said nothing,he came around to stand beside me again,he held my hand and we continued walking. “I’ve been browsing through a number of jokes this couple of days.I think I’ve become a very funny man.” I suppressed my lips in a tight line.”You don’t say.” “How do you open a banana?”He asked. “You peel it open.”I shrugged. “No.With a mon-key.” I grimaced and when he saw I didn’t get the joke,he rattled out.